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Preface: Breathing Lessons in Breathing Lessons

  • July 11, 2013, 6:31 a.m.
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So...here is my life, for anyone to see...

This site was recommended to me by a fellow blogger at another site. She's writing here, as well as there, which is what I will most likely do. My entries here, in fact, may be duplicates of entries at the other place, where I go by a different name. Some who read this will no it; some won't. I want it that way.

Life is a learning process. It's all about learning what to nurture and hold dear, and what to let go and cast off. It's about the journey we all take from the cradle to the grave. And also, I believe that life is about being a part of each other's lives. Every little thing we do, or say, resonates throughout the universe,altering it to varying degrees, but altering it nonetheless. We are children born of stardust, and the stars themselves shine in the heavens to remind us constantly that we are here to love one another, and guide one another on our journey homeward to that from which we came.

The universe is our teacher, and as long as we pay attention, and learn, and grow, it's all good, even when it isn't.

And that's what this prosebook is about. You are welcome to read and comment on these entries as I write them, as long as you approach them with kindness and an open mind. Constructive criticism is fine--but be mature, and have compassion in your words--because everything anyone does or says matters. Anything that alters the course of time and the workings of the universe matters, profoundly.

There will be more, when I have more to say. Be well and happy. I will be back.


simple mind July 11, 2013

Greetings Rick!

Linda July 11, 2013

Found you! Bookmarked. I love your spiritual outlook. :)

Deleted user July 11, 2013

Welcome!

SweetMelissa July 20, 2013

I like what you say about anything altering the course of time... Welcome.

MJ's Page August 09, 2013

Glad you're here. Bookmarked you. Love looking through your eyes.

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